Saturday, March 13, 2010

Morning Dog Walk

Rather than let Main Lady face the elements and the subversive dangers of Lincoln Woods with only Rachmaninoff for company, I dragged myself out of the sack and into the rain.  I felt better after only a few minutes - I had fresh coffee, my Main Lady and my excellent dog.

Rocky pointed something about two blocks into our excursion, but it wasn't until later that I saw what he did: Mathew and Millie Mallard off on a morning stroll of their own.

Mallard Ducks

I hope the duck weather doesn't last, no offense to the Mallards.  Naturally Rachmaninoff doesn't mind the inclement weather, but not all of us are all-weather, all-terrain vehicles.

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